Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1887-04-16

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mySlleart, and beg her pardon for
carrying matters to this extreme.
ThissTesolye was much more easily
madestIian carried out. Atleast
so found it,.
wentidiTectto her home to ad
wise si1srof my change of base
She bad been an1iously watching
and.Waiting for me, and opened the
doorforsme. Bright smiles, pretty
dimples and pleasant words shook
my determination. could not
withstand@tllem. When I looked
at heismysold love seemed to re
tnrn. AMI then, again, another
visiorlswouldpass before me. What
shoulgsI doa could not tell her
that ISdid notslove her. Her frank
cleass eyes looked mo in the face
and seemed to pierce my guilty
thoughts. did NOT kn0ww6ether
l really loved her or not. ] was IS
.sureIY d adire dilemma
TWaSslIot very good company
that evening. My brain was TEEN.
ing withzaShall9I tell her or shall [
not9v SShe played and sang sever
al of my favorite selections, and
when She had finished asked me
how liked them. l had been so
occupied with my thoughts thatfor
a moment the question startled me.
| finally replied "goo'l" in me-
chanca manner. Nellie knew by
my actions that something was
wrong, but.in patience bore with
me. She looked panied, and II tiny
tear gIistened in her lustrous orbs.
After Il few moments Of silence |
bid herfgood night in the simplest
kind ofmanner.
My mindzwas in terrible state
When Preached my room deter
mined tofnd a solution of the vex-
ed question in a cloud Of Havana
smoke. 1 I pnifed hercely; bit the
end of my cigar in Il vehement man.
ner. | went to bed, reasoning that
on the morrow ] would regain my
mental balance. and be aOle to de-
eide whom I loved. You may
make light OF this and say that it is
unnatural, but assure son that the
old adage, ..Truth is stranger than
fiction, xviii hold good in this case
/ had a dream that night. Here is
the substance of it:
was once moro at the home of
my friend Brown, and a grand fete
had been.arranged in honor ofMiSs
Rosemond. 1t was to take the form
of a reception, and l was to urge
my suit and if possible bring it to
successful climax-to push myself
forward on every available occasion
and success was sure to crown my
efforts inthe end. So | figured and
so did joe. But to do this was no
easy task. In her gentle way she
would remind ME that 1 was slight
ing the rest Of the sompany and
payin 81 tsss.ssf.ach -attentionA5tos her..
and then she would glide away on
the arm ofsome one else. She could
not help but notice that was com.
pletely taken away with her. A
blind person could have seen that.
After some difficulty l obtained her
consent to stroll in the conservato.
ry-the nook in which all lovers
exchange vows; where troths are
pliglted and futures planned
Here, mid st dainty odors and sweet
fragrance, [ decided TO learn my
fate. And did. l was accepted
Joyous moment!. IL was too good
to be true! Aftera few loving words
and the usual seal TO document
of this kinda kiss-we emerged
from our bower, and it seemed to
me everybody must have seen by
my smiling face wha5 had trans
pired. But the evening was not to
pass By to my utter satisfaction
After our engagement she seemed
to avoid me more than ever, and
every time I asked to dance with
her she would show me her card
with some gentleman's name oppo
siteevery dance, and would explain
by saying that Mr.. So-and so was
such All excellent dancer, ana she
could not resist the temptation. |
did not like it a bit, but OF course
it would not do to quarrel at the
beginning of our engagement. The
result was that | did not have an
opportunity to dance with her the
rest of the evening. This hurt me
and wounded my pride. At last l
could refrain myself no longer, and
| sought her out and in mild man-
ner asked for al explanations
Without going into details, will
say that when brought to bay |
found her high spirited, and that
our interview ended in quarrel.
And then 1 awoke- But it Was
still dark, aud SO l tossed about in
semi conscious state with % ter
rible heatlache-then all was blank.
When | opened my eyes the sun
was streaming in at the window;
bright plumaged birds carroled
Joyously without and all nature
seemed gay and lovely. But what
was the matter with met l was
wenk-so weak thAtI had not even
strength TO turn. What was the
meaning of that stand near the
bedside and all those ugly bottlesa
aud there in the center stood a
large bouquet of flowers. Surely |
must have been sick, but l could
remember distinctly of going to bed
tie night befOle in nv usual good